Snowdrop. — 1st — Hope. 
Thou first-born of the year’s delight, pride of the 
dewy glade, 
In vernal green and virgin white, thy vestal robes 
array’d.— Keble. 
- 2nh — 
The snowdrop. Winter’s timid child. 
Awakes to life, bedew’d with tears ; 
And flings around its fragrance mild. 
Mary Robinson. 
— 3rb — 
The snowdrop, and then the violet. 
Arose from the ground with warm rain wet, 
And their breath was mix’d with fresh odour, sent 
From the turf, like the voice and the instrument. 
Shelley. 
— 4tb — 
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget. 
Chaste snowdrop, venturous harbinger of Spring, 
And pensive monitor of fleeting years ! 
Wordsworth. 
— 5tb — 
Eari.iest bud that decks the garden. 
Fairest of the fragrant race. 
First-born child of vernal Flora, 
Seeking mild thy lowly place.— Langhome. 
— etb — 
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Lone flower, hemm’d in with .snows and white as they, 
But hardier far, once more I see thee bend 
Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend. 
Like an unbidden guest.— Wordsworth. 
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